What do you do when a dream comes true--literally? Well, I have some very strange examples to share. Welcome to my dream world. It's not always problem solving or assimilation of new realities like deaths in the family or divorce. No, I also have these dreams that, well, involve actualities.
The first premonition dream I remember having I just after my son was born, a little over a week after. It was an Aloha Airlines flight with a hole blow in the fuselage and a flight attendant sucked out of it. The thing that stood out for me was the perspective. I was on the co-pilot's side of the plane, flying without a plane slightly behind the airplane when the hole blew out and the flight attendant went hurling. I thought it was just a strange dream, but while I nursed my newborn, I watched the news and they showed the exact scenario. It disturbed me, but I put it away and ignored it. I was a new mom and had better things to do.
However, over the ensuing decades, I continued to have earthquake, helicopter and airplane disaster dreams. The disturbing thing about the plane ones was that I was a passenger and I saw everything, the people, the conversations, how it looked when it happened, what everyone done. Flight 800, I went all the way to the bottom of the ocean. Each time I know it's a premonition because I can't be seen or heard by anyone and I know I'm there as a witness. The most interesting one was a hostage situation in Africa that crashed into the water. I was on the pilot side of the plane near the front. In fact, for some reason I could see the pilot and out the windshield as if the cockpit door was open. I looked out and watched as we rushed to the water. The perspective was amazing. These always happen within 48 hours of the event, usually within 12-24 hours. I have no idea why I have them, why I'm tied to plane especially. There is much to learn about this phenomena. But, having sat through dozens of plane wrecks, needless to say I'm not keen about flying because I know what it feels like to go down.
I also started having in recent years dreams where I visit people far away in other countries. I wake up feeling exhausted like I traveled all night. One time, I decided to figure out if I actually did meet this one blogger in her country. I contacted her and asked if anything strange happened recently. She got back to me after looking at my profile pic and said "it was you?" She described the scene that I had experienced in the dream, even explaining why in the dream she was speaking so slowly, she feared I wouldn't understand her accent. She was a psychic, which explains why she recalls my visit to her home, but later I had another one of a British blogger. She had no memory of the visit, but the marketplace and her mother and their relationship and argument were all accurate as was the part where in the dream I asked for a specific mall and she said it existed and was not far from where she lived.
The other night, I had one that will stick with me for life. I was for some reason in an airport greeting my sister and her kids and I looked over and saw my father who has been dead for 31 years. This may not be exceptional except, as you may remember I have facial amnesia. In dreams, I don't see the faces of people I know, I simply know it's them somehow psychically, but I never see their heads or faces. But, I stared directly at my father, saw every line on his face, the color of his skin, his height, his expression, the dent in his chin, the scar from being attacked by a dog as a child and I drank in every detail, going back and forth, studying him. It was the first face I have ever clearly seen in my mind EVER. I went and hugged him and somehow I remembered what his hug felt like, but I knew what it felt like as my full height now which I was not when he died. It was so amazingly real that I feel that I had an authentic encounter.
So, have you ever had a dream that cam true?
